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I have known you,
Strong and able,
Tells all the truth,
Shoots like a rifle.

As swift as winds,
Confident as the breeze,
I never would've thought,
We'll end up like this.

I know all of your dreams,
Witness to all your fears,
I numbered your hair,
and kissed your tears,
How I wish you're here.

Pain, how sharp your pangs are!
You bite open all of my scars,
My eyes will wake tomorrow,
Crying 'cause I am the last to know.

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